While they were still in a daze, Anthony's wheelchair had stopped in front of them.

However, his cold, piercing gaze stayed on the flowers in the garden, as if looking at Boden and Vivian would greatly disgust him.

Rosalind couldn't help but swallow hard, not knowing what to do or say next.

She was the kind of girl who always watched soap operas and variety shows. Although she was born in the Smith family, she was like every other girl her age, who was very into handsome guys.

In fact, if she didn't realize at once who Anthony was, she would have immediately asked for his number.